The rain taps violently against the glass which has been crying again all night
Tears stream down it's see through face until the morning light

As I sit here and look out watching droplets fall from each green leaf
I wonder why the heavens mourn who has given them so much grief?

For who could have such an effect to make even the heavens cry?
I think out loud to myself who is this person and why

Maybe the sky mourns the loss of a beautiful romance
Or perhaps the sky was too keen and made a quick advance

Perhaps it was the sun who was to shy and hide beneath a cloud
Or maybe the sun had other interests to the moon she was vowed

And so the heavens weep and weep for reasons I know not why
But I'll stay awake with the rain as it falls from the night sky.